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Raq Baby - Daytona Lyrics

[Intro]
(How the fuck you say your name, twin?)

[Chorus: Raq Baby]
She like, "Raq, you got a new whip, can I get in?" No
Bitch, hell no, no
Pussy nigga hatin', I think I smell ho, if it's me, I would not go
Nigga, fuck your party, can't keep Gen on me, I will not go
I'ma squeeze, I will not go, best believe I bust that pole
Clapped an opp for tryna run like where was he just tryna go?
Them lil'-ass Daytonas ain't got no speed, they kinda slow
Sent that boy to the store, hundred times in a row

[Verse 1: Raq Baby]
Uh, spinned on the same opp 'bout a hundred times, I'm tired of bro, huh
Can't hit this trap, it's 'bout a hundred 9s behind the door
Get bored and I switch hoes, take morе then I switch poles
Make morе when they get sold, we been ballin' on bitch hoes
Feel like Chief Keef when he dropped that "Citgo," huh
I ain't gotta diss dead opps on the 'Gram, I'll go to they grave and then piss on 'em
We been clappin' the opps with semis, wait 'til I put this switch on 'em
Opps keep textin' my ho DM, just wait 'til I put my bitch on 'em

[Chorus: Raq Baby]
She like, "Raq, you got a new whip, can I get in?" No
Bitch, hell no, no
Pussy nigga hatin', I think I smell ho, if it's me, I would not go
Nigga, fuck your party, can't keep Gen on me, I will not go
I'ma squeeze, I will not go, best believe I bust that pole
Clapped an opp for tryna run like where was he just tryna go?
Them lil'-ass Daytonas ain't got no speed, they kinda slow
Sent that boy to the store, hundred times in a row
[Verse 2: VonOff1700]
If he trip and he fall, we gon' shoot up the floor
Catch him in traffic, shoot all through his door
I really lay belt and that's somethin' they know
In the winter time, stuffin' my Drac' in the coat
Keep uppin' a band, that lil' nigga broke
Don't try to be funny, niggas die off a joke
Please don't say my name, I got good aim, you see fat boy got smoked
If we like your chain, then you gon' get poked
Some niggas get drenched, some niggas get soaked
He upped his gun and ain't shoot, call him B Rabbit the way that that lil' nigga choked (Bitch-ass)
Got a whole hundred rounds, I don't gotta reload (I don't)
Controllin' these hoes like I got a remote
I shot her so hard, made the fully explode
I can't be stopped when I get in that mode
He don't get a pass, I don't care if he old
Can't trust these hoes, they be diggin' for gold
Had a shot on my head and he missed, he sold
Get put under pressure, that nigga gon' fold
If the call not important, I'ma put 'em on hold
The last nigga died tryna take him a stroll
When the opps die, I be the first one to troll
If I ever get caught, I'ma stick to the code

[Chorus: Raq Baby]
She like, "Raq, you got a new whip, can I get in?" No
Bitch, hell no, no
Pussy nigga hatin', I think I smell ho, if it's me, I would not go
Nigga, fuck your party, can't keep Gen on me, I will not go
I'ma squeeze, I will not go, best believe I bust that pole
Clapped an opp for tryna run like where was he just tryna go?
Them lil'-ass Daytonas ain't got no speed, they kinda slow
Sent that boy to the store, hundred times in a row